What's So Good About Picking Up The Pieces? (Discontinued)

My eyes snapped open upon feeling something move against my chest. I slowly looked down and smiled at the sleeping turtle in my arms, which soon disappeared as I remembered the circumstances that caused him to stay here.

His mom didn't approve of us, or Tony being gay..

Tony began to stir and slowly his eyes slid open. He looked around, seeming startled, before calming and looking up to me, groggily.

"Morning, Mikey." His sleepy voice was adorable!

"Mornin' Tone'." I smiled, kissing his forehead. "How did you sleep?" I asked, resting my chin on top of his head.

"Better than i thought... You?" He said quietly, a small smile resting on his beautiful face.

"Good." I replied, equally as quiet.


"Mike! Breakfast!" I recognised that voice as my papa's.

"That's breakfast.. You wanna join?" I smiled, hoping he would agree.

"Are you sure that'd be okay? Your parents probably don't know I stayed the night." Tony sounded genuinely scared.

"Yeah.. it'll be fine.. Ill just explain what happened to them." I gave my best reassuring simle and sat up slightly, making Tony also move.

Tony thought for a moment before nodding slightly and slid out of the bed to find his jeans. It just then occurred to me that he must've gotten up to take them off.
Once he had his jeans on and belt buckled, I lead him down stairs, and into the kitchen where Mama, Papa and Victor sat.

"Hey tony." Victor gave a lopsided grin. Tony nodded in return, acknowledging him.

"Micheal, you didn't tell us you had a friend staying!" My mother gawked, surprised.

"It wasn't exactly planned, Mama." I defended. My parents smiled at Tony, obviously detecting his discomfort.

"Aren't you going to introduce us to your friend, Micheal?" Papa asked, setting down his newspaper.

"Uh.. Yeah.." I muttered to myself. "Mama, Papa, this is Tony.. My bo-Best friend." I caught myself, unsure of my parents views on homosexuals.

From the corner of my eye I noticed Tony bow his head, Oh god.. Please don't tell me I hurt him..

You know how you think you can feel people watching you if they are, indeed, watching you? Well I could feel Victors stare burning a hole through the side of my head.

"Hello Tony, Please, join us for breakfast." Mama said with a warm smile.

Tony managed a small smile back. "Thank you, Mrs. Fuentes."

My Papa forced a smile as Tony and I sat, him to the left.

"So, Mike, how did Tony and you meet?" My mother inquired. That seems like a weird question..

"Uhm.. Math class..." I said hesitantly, and watched Tony nod slowly, but from the corner of my eye I saw Victor smirk, but he said nothing.

"Thats nice.."

Notes

I didn't know how to finish it, I'm sorry :)

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I got called a 'Fat emo faggot' and was also told to 'Kill Myself' Today. Oh how much I love this town. That left whatever self-esteem and confidence I had to hit rock-bottom. Thanks to all those people out there that enjoy making others feel bad about themselves.(Sarcasm..)

Sorry about the delay on this, I'm not feeling the greatest right now, but i'm trying to make this good for you all!(:

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-Alisha (:BrothersInCrime:)